"Mr. Fu, I didn't think about it. It just depends on how hard you work alone and want to help you..." Lin Yuanyuan lowered her eyes and explained.

Fu Taicheng saw that the person beside him showed this expression, there was no feeling of distress. On the contrary, the coldness in his black eyes became stronger and stronger.

It is true that he doesn't like Lin Yuanyuan.

If Lin Yuanyuan insisted on rushing to pay back, he wouldn't give her a good look.

Regarding the words Lin Yuanyuan wanted to help her, Fu Taicheng said simply, "No need."

Turn her out directly.

The rejected Lin Yuanyuan held her hand tightly, her nails embedded in her palms, and she didn't respond at all.

Just now, Fu Taicheng didn't have such a look towards Lin Zhiyi, why did he treat her so coldly?

She was unwilling to give up.

Thinking back to the scene where Lin Zhi and Fu Taicheng were having fun, Lin Yuanyuan wanted to get her cramps and bones pulled.

Lin Zhiyi, who was nestling in Li Lan's house, had an itchy nose and suddenly wanted to sneeze.

In order not to contaminate the needle and thread in her hand, she put the needle and thread down first and looked at an open place, then took out a handkerchief that was useless and covered her nose.

After sneezing out, he rubbed his nose and said in confusion: "It seems that someone is talking about me."

"I guess I'm talking about you being nice and good at cooking." Li Lan, who accompanied Lin Zhiyi to cut the cloth, looked at her and smiled meaningfully.

Lin Zhiyi, who understood Mrs. Li's smile, had a suspicious blush on his face. He wanted to explain to Mrs. Li Lan, but he said it, but he felt that it was a little bit overwhelming, so he simply didn't explain.

Lin Zhi wrapped the needle and thread, and then started from the cut cloth. As soon as he threaded the needle, Mrs. Li Lan, who was sitting beside him, stopped her hand and said to her: "No, you have chosen the wrong thread, you have to use this to be solid."

As he said that, he took away the needle and thread from her hand and demonstrated her personally, "I will show you once, and you will understand after a while."

Looking at the movements of Mrs. Li Lan's hands, Lin Zhiyi understood the meaning of Mrs. Li Lan's words.

After reading it, I suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. No wonder the clothes I made before are always semi-finished."

Azhen, who was sitting beside him, tilted her head and looked at them with confusion on her face. Out of curiosity, Azhen reached out to pull Li Lan and Lin Zhiyi's clothes and asked coquettishly, "Mother, Sister Lin, what is a semi-finished product?"

"A semi-finished product means that you have only half of the clothes on your body, which is not complete."

When Azhen heard Lin Zhiyi's explanation, he seemed to be wearing only half of his clothes in his mind. He immediately shook his head, trying to shake the scene in his mind.

It's so scary.

Afraid that Lin Zhiyi made half-finished clothes for him, Azhen moved his small body to her, and then reached out to pull her clothes, and his voice was slim, "Sister Lin, the clothes you made for Azhen cannot be semi-finished."

After saying that, his clear eyes rolled and lowered his head as if he was shy, "If Sister Lin wants to see A Zhen wearing a semi-finished dress, then A Zhen is the same..."

Before Azhen could say the last words, she was given a chestnut by her mother.

"What are you talking nonsense about, you little boy? Where did you learn these words? Your father?" After interrupting A Zhen, Mrs. Li put her hand above A Zhen's head and rotated it a few times.

When Ah Zhen was beaten like this, she became honest. She covered her head and looked at her with tears in her eyes. She pouted her mouth upwards, looking very sad.

Lin Zhi was amused when he saw Azhen's pitiful little appearance.

Out of concern for the child, she also put her hands on the child's head, stroked it a few times before promising, "Don't worry, my sister will make you a beautiful dress that will never be a semi-finished product."

When I heard Lin Zhiyi's promise, Azhen's eyes shining even more.

It’s better for Sister Lin, not like her mother!

Thinking of this, Azhen moved towards Lin Zhiyi without moving, as if he was good to Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi didn't notice A Zhen's small movement. Li Lan looked at her son's actions and her expression changed slightly. Why did she always feel that her son has started to be strange since she brought a few fish back that day?

What they say is also puzzling.

Under the guidance of Mrs. Li, Lin Zhiyi sewed clothes easily and much easier. Of course, if he is not skilled in his skill, he will always get his fingers in his needles.

"hiss."

Lin Zhiyi, who was concentrating on needlework, suddenly took a breath. She lowered her eyes and looked at the fingers that were poked by the needle, with a helpless expression on her face.

With just one cup of tea, dozens of needle holes were poked in her fingers.

To be honest, it really hurts when she was poked, but she is willing to do so.

Her breathing voice came into Li Lan's ears. When Li Lan looked at her, she saw that her ten fingers were pierced red by her, and she couldn't see them.

"Zhiyi, why don't you sew clothes first. There is still some time before the Flower Festival. Even if the time is up, it's okay to not be made. It's fine if your mind is up."

In Li Lan's opinion, Lin Zhiyi was too anxious. If she was not anxious, she would not have been stabbed so many times.

Thinking of this, Li Lan also wanted to advise Lin Zhiyi to tell her not to rush the progress.

When you hurry up, what you make is not that perfect.

When Lin Zhi heard Li Lan's expression, he knew that she was caring for herself and grinned at her, "Madam Li, I'm fine, I don't rush the progress, but I still have to persist if I have time."

The two of them met with each other, confirming that Lin Zhiyi was determined, and Li Lan stopped saying anything.

Azhen sat next to Lin Zhiyi and listened to her talking to her mother, and she seemed to understand something.

Out of the idea of ​​asking if he didn't understand, Azhen stared at Lin Zhiyi and said straight: "Sister Lin, are you doing this clothes for Brother Shen?"

"Well, my sister agreed to Brother Shen before, so I need to help Brother Shen make clothes first. It really takes a long time to start."

Lin Zhiyi replied to Azhen in a tone of coaxing the child.

Azhen, who was sitting beside her, blinked a few times after hearing this, and then said generously: "Okay, give it to Brother Shen first, and the second one must be Azhen."

When Li Lan heard what her son said, her expression trembled, and she grabbed her son's ear, "Who taught you so rudely, you kid?"

After beating the fierce child, Li Lan's eyes turned to Lin Zhiyi, "Zhiyi, don't pay attention to this child, he wants clothes, I will do it for him."

"It's okay, I agree to Azhen." Lin Zhi saw Azhen screaming and smiled, "Just do it slowly, Azhen doesn't hurry, and he grows faster at this stage."

It would be great if Shen Yizhou had the same form as Ah Zhen, as it would be easier to discipline and guide.

Now that it's big, some things are difficult to discipline.
Chapter completed!